At the Passion's Hearth

In flash points crackling moment of the exhausted, Ecstasy’s burnt embers explode, colliding in Raptures afterglow of passions flaming heart. Castaway's silhouettes blaze, against a heated back drop, Of sensuality sizzling, at a boiling temperature left Uncontrolled, the union ignition switch burns red hot. Restrains shackles are sheared tatters of materialistic Fibers, remnants clothing tossed asunder, To abandons shame. Beguiling eyes of desires enamored, seek the Erotic pleasures hidden beneath the nights shroud Of mysteries secret realm, shared by these lunar Disciples of lusts forbidden. Nay let the sun rays be forever banished from the Heaven’s themselves, torn apart singing the very stars, Causing them to fall, as diamond shards unto the earth Below. Let the wrath of the god’s shake the world by it’s Fragile edges, for revenges sake of malice’s intent, For the sinful deeds done between these outcasts Of loves intrigue. Raw is kindling’s fuel, flesh to the bone, Pleasure to the pain, raining ashes of desire Thus do we burn, fire to the ice factor, I’m a melting burg, turning to steam within His embrace of thermal nuclear heat. The weeping angels of salvation fallen serenade us, Lifting our souls beyond the mortal fleshes returning Point, we are the lost, drifting within each other, The vowed dammed, secret lovers of silences hushed. Abandonment’s servants left without prayers mercy, Kneeling at the altar of the passion’s hearth, Until the flames embers burn out, And ashes Yule log has no more fuel to ignite. But oh in memories we’ll relive that night, Until the universe plunges into the black hole Of the timeless infinite itself. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN